That's interesting.
I'm the last person to say I come from a working class background — it would be a foolish lie — but my grandad on my mother's side was a Burnley miner too. He was blacklisted from every mine in the north of England for union organising activities. So said my mother, anyway. He believed in “all power to the soviets”, as the time-honoured phrase was.
He then became, very happily, a forest warden (or whatever you call it) for the last years of his working life. But the damage was already done. He died youngish, I think of silicosis, the year I was born. I very much regret never having known him.
Don't know if he had any interest in football whatsoever, mind.
And after that completely off-topic excursion… as you were, everybody.
